Yeah! Part II is up and running! I have quite a few chapters set up, but I'm stuck for an ending, as it were. I am feeling kind of burnt on this piece though, so I will be working on other things for a while, just to get back into the happiness of the thing.
As always, I'll ask everyone to leave a comment or two below! This not only helps me gauge the impact of my stories, but it keeps me going guys!
Oh, and here is the footnote that goes with that numeral 1:
The Brisson people, regardless of distance or culture, view the moon as the warrior daughter of the Sun Queen, guarding the night and given the thankless task of protecting the Earth from evil above and below.
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Chapter 2: Saving SistersThe sun may have been out, but if it was Tom couldn't tell: Stacey's bower had sealed tight all the ways in or out. But the air did not smell foul: quite the opposite actually, fragrant flowers provided a pleasant odor barely detectable. Instead, the air simply smelled fresh, like a morning after a spring rain.
Tom felt his footing rock a bit, sending his heart racing as he thought of earthquakes or demons below digging underneath and collapsing the floor to get at him! He almost reached for his power when he realized that it was only Mausi shifting.
He flew off, only just missing her hand coming up to scratch her head!
She yawned widely, looking pleased, when she opened her eyes and caught sight of the bower walls. She froze, still with her mouth open and her arm raised. Tom felt the mirth bubble inside him, she looked hilarious! He started to chuckle, then it grew into a laugh, until he roared with amusement!
Stacey had fallen when Mausi shifted, and she flew up with a wry smile on h
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Chapter 7: Happy Homecomings and Sad LeavetakingsA week later, on the tenth of September by the old reckoning, a small boat appeared on the horizon, floating on the still-turbulent waters of the river. It was a rough-looking craft, made by hollowing out an old log with axes and knives. There were two small benches that crossed inside to provide structure and seating, and two paddles cut and smoothed, that dipped freely in the water.
Inside the rough canoe sat the easily recognizable figure of Mausi in the back seat, while in the front sat the stranger they'd seen in the pool. She seemed small, much younger than Mausi for certain, and looked more like a fox then a wolf. Her ruby-red fur covered most of her body, including her face and hands, but the tips of everything, her fingers and ears and the very end of her hair, was frosted white.
Jake looked curiously at her as he flew high overhead, swooping low and revealing himself as he called out a greeting.
"Welcome home Mausi! Welcome home Tom and Stacy! Welcome to you as well stranger!